Jealous, O’shea?" "actually… I Am.

His Gold Eyes Grew Very Soft. “you Said You Loved Me.” “you Knew That Already,” I Reminded Him, Ducking My Head. “it Was Nice To Hear, Just The Same.” I Hid My Face Against His Shoulder. “i Love You,” I Whispered. “you Are My Life Now,” He Answered Simply. There Was Nothing More To Say For The Moment. He Rocked Us Back And Forth As The Room Grew Lighter.

It Was Nice To Be Alone, Not To Have To Smile And Look Pleased; A Relief To Stare Dejectedly Out The Window At The Sheeting Rain And Let Just A Few Tears Escape.

Perhaps There Could Be No Joy On This Planet Without An Equal Weight Of Pain To Balance It Out On Some Unknown Scale.

Dad, I Wrote. I'm With Alice. Edward's In Trouble. You Can Ground Me When I Get Back. I Know It's A Bad Time. So Sorry. Love You So Much. Bella.

Don’t Be Offended, But You Seem To Be One Of Those People Who Just Attract Accidents Like A Magnet. So… Try Not To Fall Into The Ocean Or Get Run Over Or Anything, All Right?